Sunday, December 21, 2014

We Are Who We Choose to Be

What we decide to be depends on how we view things. Take myself for instance. Green blooded creature with a fucked up face and damaged vocal cords. I'm not sure that I'm a monster in this.



Or a victim.


I have been keeping Alice alive for a while now. But I'm uncertain if it's because I care for her in the slightest. Or if I don't want to be alone. Since she seems to be my only friend right now.


Does anyone know what it's like to feel less than...I can't really describe it. It's like I'm slowly going off the tracks. Or...Or just...I don't know...


I can't find the proper way to say this. And I'm afraid that I'm getting worse. Which is bad for Alice...because if I can't keep it together,she's dead.


Or worse.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Crow and Names

Anyone else think it's ironic how the girl obsessed with the past is called the Maiden? After all that's what the position is about. As well as possible change. Which I doubt will happen with her.

Crow isn't one for letting things go.

Alice seems to be..well she's calling what's chasing her as the "Jabberwocky". I'm pretty sure that's not a good sign. Though she still calls the Cold Boy the Cold Boy. At least around me she does. I'm not sure if she does in private.

Either way we're literally running out of places to hide from these creatures. And I'm afraid of what they'll do once they catch up to us.

Monday, September 29, 2014

Broken Dolls

No one wants a broken doll.
No one needs a broken doll.

Unbroken dolls are beautiful pieces of art.
They hold a place in everyone's heart.

I'm a broken down old doll.
No one needs me at all.

Thursday, July 10, 2014

A Moment to Write

I'm not refusing to eat,drink or speak guys. Doubtful that anyone but Alice really cares right now. And her reasoning I understand completely.

After all I'm not of any use if I'm tired and malnourished. I wouldn't be able to protect...no..that's not her reason. She's my friend and she's concerned. I shouldn't be this awful to her. Alice needs me. I'm failing her.

But the rot has set in again. It's slower than last time but it is progressing. My teeth are jagged,my voice is rough sounding and I feel this disturbing hunger. One that I was hoping would go away and I would be fine. Funny how things never seem to go like how we plan them to.

I wasn't supposed to be this rotting disgusting creature running from beasts. I wasn't supposed to. I was supposed to just go on with my life and study to be a lawyer.  Or Hell even a doctor! I'm supposed to spend time with my family and friends as we celebrate my sister and I's birthday.

I'm not supposed to be like this!! I want to go home. I want to pretend that none of this never happened. I want to see my little brother. I want to hug my Mom and my sister.

I want all of this to end...somebody please help me?

Oh please?

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Involuntary Road Trip

Dear whomever cares,

We're going away.

Alice has been doing better than last time. She's coming with me to a different location that I won't share. I'm sorry,Chris. We know that you'll be reading this. But we can't stay here any longer.

It just isn't safe for us both mentally and physically. Alice did promise to write to you soon. And that she's sorry that there's no other way. We hope you forgive us.

I love you,Chris.

Good bye for now,
Tina.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

She Is Doing Well

Alice was hiding in her bathroom when I found her. She looks like she's barely slept or eaten. There's a lot of ice in her apartment. And I do believe I've seen a certain blue little shithead. Going to keep an eye out for that little bastard.

As of now,I've put Alice in a real bed. Kept watch at the foot of her bed. Made sure that she's eaten real food as well. And I'm going to help take care of her injuries.

There aren't many but she's got some bad bruises.

And burn wounds that I think she did to herself? Not sure because she won't talk to me about them. I won't press her for details either. She'll just shut me out and I can't have that. Or she'll make me leave and I can't do that.

Not now at least.

Earlier there was knocking on the door and I checked through the peep hole. It was two 'nurses' that I've seen before. They delivered a warning to Splinter and Glow-bitch before. I'm sure her 'Doctor' is doing his best efforts to keep his test sub-patient to himself.

Good luck with that you beaked bastard.

Good luck.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Childhood Nostalgia And Fear

I can't believe I saw them. Percy the Pirate and Janice! Oh my gosh. They were so close I could see almost every detail in Percy's porcelain babydoll head perfectly. There would have been squeeing and autograph signing begging...if it weren't for the fact that they were going to tear out a piece of me.

At  least I think they were.

I hid in a closet when they were busy tearing up the twitching doll. Who was crying in pain a few hours before they got here. Holding my hands and begging for me to not leave until they died.

I..I didn't want to go. But I didn't want to die either. I'm sorry for leaving them. And I'm sorry I wasn't strong or brave enough to try.

Self preservation. Gotta love it.

I am such a fucking  coward for not protecting that kid. I'm sorry. Now if y'all excuse me,I'm off to try and protect a friend.

Alice is gonna need more help. I'm probably going to fail.

Monday, January 6, 2014

I got Through

Now I'm in some broken down school? I think it's a school. Not really sure if it was or not. But there seems to be no one here. This place is just as cold as the other. Can't tell if it is because that snowboy came through here or if it has always been like this.

There are several sheets of paper on the floor. I'll read these later in case they've got something useful written on them. Highly doubt that they do. Though they might come in handy if I need to make a fire.

There are noises coming from the hallway. I'm going to do the smart thing and hide. I will try to write when whatever or whoever is gone.

Boys and Girls,I Found It

I found out how that little snowboy managed to get out. And I'm going after his scrawny ass. Just got to be sure that it'll work.

Don't want to end up being bounced off some sort of wall or something. Better throw something in and see if either comes back or if it just goes through. Really hoping that it goes through. Don't wanna get hit with whatever I threw in.

Hmm...a rock might work. I'll try that before I do anything else . If it doesn't work,I will try to write tomorrow morning. If it does. Well we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Two Things I Did

One: I think I broke that thing's arm or possibly its leg. Not a hundred percent sure of which. But I think I am safe from being harmed by that bastard. So that's some good news. For once.

Two: I believe a certain blue skinned little snowboy managed to get out of this place. And I believe he had help from both glow-bitch and splinterey jerkface. Not really sure though. But I think it might've been them. Also pretty sure he's after Alice. Not sure why but I don't think he's going to be after Christine. Seems he's either uninterested in her or he can't touch her. Quite possible that he can't touch her like those fucking monster puppet people can't.

I am going to find out how that little dicey shit got out. And then I WILL KILL HIM.

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Never Smash A Monster's Eye Out

He tends to go to great lengths for retaliation. As I have learned the hard way. Though he did deserve it for hunting me like I'm some sort of animal. Or to before accurate,like a tiger stalks its unsuspecting prey.

Only I'm not entirely defenseless. And I have proven that with the whole smashing out his eye thing. Such a determined creature too. His sight has been greatly reduced and he's still after me. Like he's not in the least bit inconvenienced or disabled.

If it was for the fact that he desperately wants to end my life,I would be very impressed.

But because he does wish to kill me,I ain't. Also I ain't easily impressed. If this were a movie that I was watchingching at home  I would be.

Sadly no.

I think I heard him again. I could be wrong but I'm pretty sure he was growling under the rather tall tree I climbed. So glad he can't climb up trees otherwise I would be fucked.